Shiro sees the text just as he's arriving, parking to the side so he doesn't block Keith in. Clutching his bag, he makes his way to the back, using his phone flashlight to see.
"Keith? You here? You're uh... you're not gonna jump out and get me, are you?"
Time getting close, the “props�� in place, Keith sets up the place.
Pulling out his phone and sending quick text to Shiro.
>> I’m in the back when you get here.
Not that Keith wouldn’t already know, he had cameras all throughout the yard and driveway up to his home.
He's not entirely sure what to expect from the evening, buuuut Keith told him to show up, so he's gonna show up. He's even got his flannel pajama pants with the cartoon lions on them packed in his bag, just in case.
The mention of needing ibuprofen is yet another warning. Is Keith planning to beat him up?? He probably deserves it after being horny for his dad.
(Shiro may also be having a bit of a himbo moment.)
"O-okay, sure, I'll bring all that. So... see you then?"
“A change of clothes. And maybe some ibuprofen in case. I think I ran out.”
Keith adds, brow raised.
“Aside that, anything you want I suppose. You’ll be staying a while, so make sure you block off your evening.”
Every alarm bell Shiro has in his head is going off. You don't get to where he is without being able to smell a trap. But...
It's Keith.
Keith is his kryptonite.
Surely this is fine.
"Uh... o-okay, yeah, sure! Should I, like... bring anything?"
Alright, Shiro caught his attention. And honestly Keith’s been needing something a little /fun/ to keep him preoccupied. So why not feed into /both/ of their imagination.
“Alright, Shirogane. I’ll forgive you talking so WEIRDLY about my dad and WONT tell him under one—
Shiro immediately freezes, looking like he just got caught reaching into a jar of cookies.
"Uh, well, I, um, on occasion, the um, the thought has crossed my mind."
He tugs at his collar a little. Is it hot in here? It feels hot in here.
Yea he is actually. Shiro pouting is adorable.
Keith raises a brow as Shiro speaks and that last part DEFINITELY catches Keith’s attention. Pupils widening with the image that suddenly came into Keith’s mind.
“Oh really? Have you?”
Oh, he's pouting now. Is Keith happy? He got Shiro to POUT!
"You think I won't admit the dirty thoughts I have when I see you working on cars? How your arms glisten at the end of a long day? How I see you smudged with oil and just want you to bend me over one of the cars?"
He shouldn’t have. He can thirst inside his mind. Keith doesn’t wanna hear that about his DAD.
“Hmmm. I don’t believe you.” Keith sing songs, arms crossing.
"Keith, come ooonnn."
He's looking a bit desperate now. Maybe he shouldn't have thirsted quite so hard for Keith's dad. At least out loud.
"Do you want me to shout to the world how much I want you to dick me down? Is that what's gotta happen? I'll do it, you know I will!"
Keith thinks about it, he could, it wouldn’t be a bad idea. It was Shiro’s birthday after all—
“Oh? You sure you want /ME/ on there? And not my fucking dad flipping burgers?”
Keith can’t even take himself seriously, he doesn’t even actually sound mad.
“I have never even made one of those Shiro. And I sure as hell won’t now. Kolivan probably wouldn’t even approve that.
Also, I don’t want STRANGERS having pictures of me hung up on their wall— that��s weird.”
"Wait. Wait no Keith please don't tell him! I promise I'll just thirst over you, I'll buy one of those sexy mechanic calendars and everything!
Actually you should really consider making one of those, it'd sell like hotcakes-"
But Keeeeiiiiith!
You know I was head over heels for you first!
Besides, fire fighters are hot, but you *know* the sleeveless oil-smudged mechanic look is top tier. You're an 11/10 every day of the week.
Cue Shiro's puppy-dog eyes.
Okay I feel like you're not paying enough attention to the part where I called you hot too.
And the grilling was totally innocent, I just offered to help him handle his meat!
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WAIT THAT CAME OUT WRONG-